Pavlov and the White Moonlight

I read this story for the first time about two years ago, and I liked it very much at that time. If I roughly sum up what it tells, then it is not special, but what distinguishes one story from another is the handling and description of the relationships between the characters, the atmosphere and thoughts and emotions displayed. The campus part is different from many articles, or this story is very different. It gives me a feeling that the fireworks are really falling down in the world. There are not so many ridiculously good results, just like ordinary classmates around us, and good friends are good friends, not someone's bastard. Everyone is alive, they have their own life, their own love and separation. There is always a touch of sadness and bitterness lingering in this article. The picture composed of the words is full of the feeling of the old time in the imagination, but the love between Xiao Tang and Lu Huai is so tender and deep that it makes people feel soft. There has never been an article that I couldn't help but read from cover to cover so many times. The reason I read other articles again may be because of a plot description full of desire and pulling, but this article is because of the love it shows, pure love. I really like it. Every time I read it, I can't help but sigh that Xiao Tang is really a very, very brave person. Combined with the works mentioned in the article, after reading again and again, some undiscovered details and subtle emotions will emerge, giving me new understandings, new touches, and endless aftertaste. I like first-person stories, which are more realistic, as if a real person like Lu Huai is telling his and his lover's past full of laughter and tears and the beautiful present full of hope after many years. When I think that this story really happened, the emotions, both sad and happy, are doubled. In the postscript of "Rhinoceros in Love", a girl is mentioned. Liao Yimei is of great significance to her because she was once moved by a boy's passionate love letter, and the text of the love letter comes from this passionate script. Similarly, the story "Pavlov and White Moonlight" also has great meaning to me. After reading it, I was moved by its tenderness and sincerity. I discovered what kind of words I like. I read every poem or script mentioned in the story, and I listened to every song mentioned in the story. While broadening my horizons, I can understand their feelings more deeply every time, especially Xiao Tang's feelings for Lu Huai. This story is not perfect, but it opened a door for me. It can even be regarded as some kind of enlightenment. It is precious to me. I once had a very strong desire to ask the author if it could be published. I hoped that it could exist in another form. The Internet is full of uncertainties and I was afraid that I would never be able to find it one day. But then I thought about it, if it were to be published, it might change the description of their emotions. . The writing is very scattered. Although I really want to continue to read the daily life of Xiao Tang and Lu Huai, as a reader of their life stories, I will stop here. Anyway, Xiao Tang and Lu Huai have a long time ahead. I am very happy to meet them. I hope everyone can live in the sun.

Happy are the brave It was a few months ago that I watched Bai Yueguang. The weather was very cold at that time. In the middle of the night, I squinted and put on a coat to read the third episode, wiped my face and fell asleep happily. I have never written a long review before, this is the first time. I think the most appropriate word to describe Tang Shuhe and Lu Huai is brave. Tang Shuhe is such a tough person. Even though it is so difficult, he is still doing well, living a good and motivated life. Obviously the gentlest but also the most fearless. Xiao Tang's native family is a deep mountain, but he is a bird. Lu Huai is a stubborn person. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, for his lover, he fought with a strong adult by the neck. Even if your lover lets go of your hand, you can still live alone for eight years because you "can't forget, you still love". Sometimes I also wonder if everything would have been different if they hadn't kissed in the blackout classroom. But is it wrong to kiss the person you like? I think not. As teenagers, they acted recklessly. The campus part of the book is full of laughter and tears. You can skip class to eat hot pot, or you can sneak sausages in class. This is my favorite part of the whole book, Li Rui, Yu Sihai, Liu Hongbo, Xu Rusu Tong... From that moment on, they were no longer created to set off the protagonist. They have their own lives, their own unique emotions, loyalty, love and tears. When I finished reading this book, I saw that everyone has their own belonging. Great, I thought. There are many works and poems appearing in the article, but they will not make people feel empty and boring. Every time they appear, they are subtle emotions quietly emerging. After reading carefully, they can always touch the thin threads in the heart and make the slightest pain. I listened to the songs mentioned in the article, read the songs excerpted in the article, and watched the clips mentioned in the article. I didn't drink, but I seemed drunk. I am addicted to the pure love between Xiao Tang and Lu Huai. Most of the articles are holding hands, hugging and kissing. I like their inseparability and mutual attachment. This makes me feel at ease. I believe from the bottom of my heart that they will live a normal life like this. I don't think "bland" is a derogatory term, but it is the best way to get along with each other. The love between Huaishu does not require earth-shattering vows to express, nor does it require me to give up my life for you. They are individuals and can live without each other but being apart makes them miserable. When they embrace each other, they can live. I sometimes regret it, why can't more people see them? It can't be like other popular books, with countless publicity and various derivatives... In the end, I thought about it and let it go. Bai Yueguang may not be well-known to everyone, but that's fine. What books need is readers, not fans. If you can't let everyone know your story, then just be happy quietly. This is God's gift to the brave. "You are so deeply rooted in my heart that everyone in the world is dead except you."

How Eros defeated Thanatos in the gears of Leviathan Let me make it clear at the outset that I have a physical aversion to this typical "structural dilemma" narrative. It reminds me of Foucault's Panopticon—a suffocating, asymmetrical gaze structure. There is no doubt about the writing power of the author Wang Sun He Xu. The insensitivity of the first-person "attack" perspective - the contrast between the slightly 2B-like brain circuit and the serious moments creates a strong dramatic tension. But behind this tension is a narrative "aesthetics of violence." We cannot fully glimpse the purgatory Shou goes through through Gong's perspective. This constitutes a suffocating information asymmetry: as readers (the "happy ones" in a sense), we examine the waiting in despair and anxiety from a safe distance. This makes me reflect: Is this also a condescending "tolerance" of the happy towards the unfortunate? The seemingly coincidental plot in the article is actually the inevitable outcome bred from countless similar tragic samples - this is the essence of structural violence. Pavlov's failure: Physis's revenge on Nomos The title of the book itself is a set of exquisite binary oppositions: "Pavlov" represents the mechanical, dehumanized conditioned reflex, the fear and discipline implanted in the bone marrow by the "school" using electric shock and violence; "White Moonlight" symbolizes Platonic ideals and represents the spiritual pursuit of freedom and love. That school tried to rewrite Tang Shuhe's neural circuits through pain replacement, using acquired violence to overwrite innate instincts. But the sentence "love is an instinct" in the book is the loudest slap in the face to behaviorist psychology. Even though the penis has developed a fear reflex like Pavlov's dog, the Eros deep in the soul is still screaming. Eight years after their breakup, Tang Shuhe still couldn't help but fall in love with Lu Huai - this proves that free will is not a metaphysical fiction, but a miracle of "overflow" that can still occur even after being tampered with at the biological level. 3. Banality of Evil and Damnatio Memoriae I must talk about the scene that made me laugh out loud late at night - the protagonist looked down at the dying Tang Youwen in the hospital. At that moment, a complete disenchantment of so-called "fatherhood" occurred. The man who once played the role of deus ex machina in this micro-totalitarian family is now lying on the hospital bed with tubes inserted, shriveled into a decaying carbon-based creature. This reminds me of the "source of Danubian thought" - when the cloak of power is stripped away, they can't even maintain their dignity as a decent human being. This contrast brings the ultimate sense of absurdity: the Banality of Evil materializes at this moment. Looking at that weak and wretched skin, I have to say that death itself is the highest level of ridicule. Even if his body dies, the spiritual ruins he left behind will eventually be swept into the garbage heap of history by the laughter of the living. This is a late Damnatio Memoriae. The article reveals an unsolvable structural dilemma: when you have a trait that is not accepted by the "collective memory" and is even regarded as a virus by the mainstream narrative, what should you do? There is not only family oppression here, but also a shadow of totalitarianism similar to what Orwell described in "1984". Is it like Winston finally said "I love Big Brother" in tears, completing his spiritual self-castration? Or in the midst of self-doubt and resentment, like Hamlet, hesitating whether to die or not? The protagonist in the book, Shou, is in a sense a "survivor" of that high-pressure system. 5. Exodus: A shameful but useful escape? Although the book seems to spend time killing the seemingly invincible system rather than completely overturning it head-on, this seems like a kind of Escapism. As Takuto Maruki said in "Persona 5R": "Escape is not wrong. In order not to get hurt again, we should choose to escape the pain of reality." But I prefer to think of it as a Puritan-style exodus - just like the drifters who landed on the North American continent on the Mayflower 400 years ago: when the Dogma of the old world cannot accommodate your beliefs, exodus is the greatest resistance and the only salvation. Rousseau once said in "On the Origin of Human Inequality": "Man is born with compassion." But after reading this book, I would like to add: Man is born with a yearning for Eleutheria. This yearning can override the survival instinct and cannot be castrated by any voltage, any discipline, or any grand narrative of collectivism. Finally, although I do not like the pain caused by this work due to personal experience, and even have a certain disgust with it, this does not prevent me from admitting that this is a hymn dedicated to those who still yearn for freedom under high-pressure control and structural violence - although it smells of blood, it is pleasant enough. This is a lament about the physiological victory of Eros against Thanatos, and also a poem of survivors singing freedom under the gears of Leviathan. When the sun sets and the journey is far away, where will this world be? The human world is probably a collection of fireworks from countless happy people. Those ordinary, trivial, warm daily routines - the first ray of sunshine in the morning, a light in the middle of the night, the steaming food on the dining table, and the sound of someone sleeping peacefully beside you. When all warmth is deprived, the world is no longer a world, only ruins remain. But for Tang Shuhe, with Lu Huai's company, he was finally qualified to become an element in this collection. He can finally no longer be the alien who was excluded and rejected by the collective memory; he is no longer the prisoner struggling in despair of "what is the world?" He could finally have ordinary happiness like everyone else - even if this happiness came so hard, even if he had to wait eight years and suffer a lifetime of trauma for it. May god bless you

It's been a few days since I read this article, and I finally have time to write a review today. The first thing I want to say is that the author's writing is really awesome! The smoothness of the story, the tenderness of the writing, and the emotional grasp of the characters are all very good, and it is really enjoyable to read... I wasted my time in freshman year and haven't read the article for a long time. I feel that I am being pushed forward by utilitarian thoughts, but the author's article made me immersed in the novel again, immersed in another world that is not our reality but I believe it still exists. Reading novels is so good, I want to be a novel girl forever. [Crying] In fact, I have never been able to watch the main attack, and it is still in the first person. But by some chance, I clicked on the first chapter, and then I couldn't help but read it all night. After reading Lu Huai, it was really fun, and I had the feeling of an ideal pure male. Once I understood it, I didn't hesitate or feel internal. He was abandoned, but he never lost the courage to start over. The same goes for Tang Shuhe. How come these two people are so well matched? Xiao Tang's tenacity always makes me want to cry. How did he get here in those days when he first left the training camp? It's about breaking down again and again and wanting to see photos of loved ones but only making me vomit in pain after looking at them. It's about being a person studying in a foreign country and struggling with contact barriers. Xiao Tang got through it on his own and carefully glued himself together. Finally, he could finally see him again. Love is an instinct, whether it is Xiao Tang or Lu Huai, fate cannot separate them. In short, in short, Lu Huai has successfully finished the book he wanted to write, and it has a good ending! Happy ending My heart is eternal!

When I started writing the book review, Libby's "But I'm Just the Sea" happened to be playing in my headphones. "I left the north and no longer shed tears." But Tang Shuhe, were you in tears when you left the north? This is a novel with a strong northern flavor. I even think it goes well with the recently popular "Yilan Love Story". In the cold winter, it tells heavy topics in the lightest tone. Lu Huai, your words have always been like this, making people taste the sweetness of happiness and falling into the abyss of pain. First love at the age of seventeen is so beautiful. A boy is attracted to another sunny and enthusiastic boy, and for the first time in his life, he resists. Even if he goes out through the window on the fourth floor, he has to be transferred to the same class with him, just to be closer to him - just look at him. Naturally getting close and intimate, I discovered that you like me, and I admitted that I also like you, so sweetness enveloped both of us, so that those days became an unforgettable mark in my life. We all like each other in the most clumsy way but we don't know that disaster is coming. I have heard about Jie Tongsuo many, many times, but this is the first time I have the courage to face the words that describe it - yes, even just reading these words makes my heart torment and my hands tremble. Those loves that are labeled as "abnormal" are subjected to inhuman mental manipulation and physical and mental torture under high walls and prejudice. Tang Shuhe, what kind of willpower did you use to break through the haze? Cuteness is an instinct engraved in the bones and blood. Even if eight years have passed and the cells in his body have changed round after round, Tang Shuhe's name is still engraved on Lu Huai's heart. Tang Shuhe is willing to overcome all obstacles and return to his lover. "You are so deeply rooted in my heart that I think everyone in the world is dead except you." This sentence is like a key, opening up the love sealed in time. It turns out that there is some heartbeat. From the moment we meet, it is destined to be unforgettable forever. And this reunion is never a light return to the past, but a two-way journey with scars. Their mirror was shattered under the high wall of the retreat, and in eight years of longing across mountains and seas. Every fragment was stained with blood and tears. Tang Shuhe climbed out of the gloom with scars all over his body, not because of his loneliness, but because he had Lu Huai in his heart - that seventeen-year-old boy with light, who gave him all the confidence to survive the darkness. Lu Huai kept his memories and wrote the manuscript for eight years. The stories he wrote changed again and again, but there was always one name that could not be avoided. What he was waiting for was not a vague return, but the Tang Shuhe who dared to climb through the window for him and dare to fight the whole world for him. This waiting is not passive killing, but active perseverance. It is the persistence of knowing that the mirror is broken, but still picking it up piece by piece, waiting for the person to come back and put it back together. Thank you, Lu Huai and Tang Shuhe. Thank you for your stories. The snow in the north has fallen for eight years, and the sea breeze has drifted thousands of miles away. The ringing of Pavlov's bell has long since dissipated, and only the echo of the white moonlight lingers. Those loves that were once imprisoned finally broke free from the shackles in time, making Pavlov's bell ringing in vain, and letting the gentleness of the white moonlight illuminate the rest of his life. Good night, Lu Huai, Tang Shuhe.

It was a book that I read very carefully. I read it in one go. To be honest, the pain in the middle was unbearable. The narrative was so beautiful and cruel. In the middle, Xiao Tang had a panic attack. "It was as if a grand massacre was going on inside my body." The writing was so real that it reminded me of those days when I wanted to vomit. In fact, The plot is a story about young people falling in love, hindered by secular family, and finally getting married and reunited. However, the first-person narration is too delicate and confusing. The passion and unrestrainedness of Lu Huai's writing make this story so flavorful... I'm going to watch a drama and try it. This is what I want to do, this is what I want to do. Anyway, thanks for such a great story! Like it very much!

2026.05.12 One brush "Do you believe it? Love is an instinct." "My heart will always respect you." "To my dear." Let Xiaolu and Xiaotang continue to be happy.

I had never dared to read this story before, but I finished it today. There is a lot I want to say, and seeing that everyone has written a lot in the comment area, I also want to briefly record my feelings. The first time I knew this story was because of the sentence "When I looked into his eyes, the wind kept blowing when I was seventeen years old." That was already in 2021. I didn't have any ideas at that time, I just thought this sentence was very youthful and spiritual. When I saw this sentence, I thought of the summer when I was 17 years old. But because I don't like reading campus articles very much, I just excerpted this sentence and didn't pay too much attention to the story. In the first half of this year (2025), due to an opportunity, this story appeared in front of me again. But I first read the author's other book "The Seven-Year Itch with My Guard Boyfriend". Knowing that the author's narrative style and writing style appealed to me, I clicked on this book. I read the first six chapters first and I started to get scared. This story is so vivid, the characters in the story seem to be living around me, as if I am going back to my high school days as soon as I open my eyes. In addition, I am a person with strong empathy. Before reading this book, I read the outline of the story and knew Tang Shuhe's experience. I did not want to feel the pain of the protagonist, so I put the story on hold. In the second half of the year, in fact, in the past few days, I clicked on this story again, and I mustered up the courage and patience to finish reading it. As expected, I didn't dare to read the description of Tang Shuhe's suffering, so I flipped through it hastily. But I still couldn't help crying. I thought the endings of many chapters in the campus part were very well written, but maybe it was because I knew Tang Shuhe's ending in advance. Even though the previous chapters were so funny and wonderful, they always gave me the feeling that a storm was about to come. Lu Huai said that he regretted kissing Tang Shuhe on the night of the power outage when he was 17 years old. If not, they would not have missed these eight years, and Tang Shuhe would not have to endure these pains. But no, this is not a pain that two people have to bear. What's wrong with loving someone? I don't know, but the lyrics of a song tell me that "love is guiltless." When I was young, I once fell in love with someone passionately. Even though we broke up later and I hated him so much that I cried and felt embarrassed whenever I dreamed about him, I never regretted it. I firmly believe that emotions are so strong when you are young. Moreover, I can no longer imagine what kind of emotions I would have to love someone again. Camus said, "To love something you will never see a second time, to love in flames and screams, and then destroy yourself. People live in this moment." The most beautiful part of love is here, and the love of young people should be so hot. Going back to the beginning, after watching Extra 2, I finally knew the origin of the sentence "When I looked into his eyes, the wind was blowing when I was seventeen years old" and also understood the meaning of this sentence. In the past eight years, they have experienced hardships, they have grown and changed, but in Lu Huai's eyes, Tang Shuhe is still the same Tang Shuhe. In Tang Shuhe's eyes, Lu Huaiqi was still the same Lu Huaiqi as before. So the wind kept blowing when I was seventeen. That's pretty much what I want to say. It's been a long time since I've written a long review. My language organization skills have deteriorated. I write whatever comes to mind. In fact, I want to use more literary words to express my thoughts, but my cultural level is limited. Even though I have thousands of thoughts in my heart, these are the only ones that come to my writing. Thank you to the author for bringing this story. I hope to see other people here living as well as Tang Shuhe and Lu Huai. 2025.10.3

I have received the new book, the new extras are so good [crying]

I looked through my collection and found that the cover of the book had changed [poor]. I clicked in and saw that a book was about to be published. I'm looking forward to it [loving eyes]